"Really?" Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao suspiciously.

"Of course it's true, otherwise how can you make delicious snacks." Sheng Zhiyao glanced at him, and continued to introduce, "It can also nourish yin and yang, enhance immunity, and cure constipation......

"Ahem! Alright, Zhiyao, don't say any more!" Feng Yuanchen hurriedly stopped her from continuing to introduce.

If you let others know about this, you don't know what to think?

"Hahahaha......" Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"What are you laughing at, is it that funny?" Feng Yuanchen looked at her with a dark face.

"No more smiling, no smiling." Sheng Zhiyao covered her mouth, but she still didn't hold back, and bent over with a smile.

"You're a girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet, and you still talk vaguely when you don't even speak." Feng Yuanchen reminded helplessly.

Sheng Zhiyao immediately restrained her smile when she heard this: "Now I say that I am a girl who has not left the cabinet, didn't I say that I am married and a wife before?"

"Alright, alright, I'm wrong." Feng Yuanchen surrendered and admitted defeat.

"Hmph, this lord has forgiven you!" Sheng Zhiyao glared at him coquettishly and changed the subject, "Okay, you guys go to the table first, and it'll be fine in a while."

Feng Yuanchen sat down at the dining table obediently, only Mei'er and Zhu'er were still standing at the kitchen door.

"Miss, can we not eat?" Zhu'er looked at Sheng Zhiyao aggrievedly.

"Can't! Must eat! Didn't you hear what I just said? Good to women!" Sheng Zhiyao rejected mercilessly.

"Miss, please, slaves don't like this." Zhu'er cried and pleaded.

Although Merr did not speak, she was obviously in the same attitude.

Sheng Zhiyao sneered, "If you two don't eat it, I will return you to Yuchen Palace."

The two maids were suddenly frightened, and hurriedly knelt down: "Woo, Miss spare your life, the slaves and maids are willing to eat."

"That's right, remember, a woman must not only be beautiful, but also be good for herself!" Sheng Zhiyao taught, "Come and help me cut out the white pulp inside the durian shell."

"Slaves obey." Mei'er and Zhu'er began to work together.

It didn't take long for the kitchen to be cleaned and the cheese baked durian to be baked, and Mei'er and Zhu'er walked to the table with the dessert on the tray: "Miss, it doesn't seem to stink as much as just now."

"That is, the smell of durian is really strong, those who love it praise its fragrance, and those who hate it complain about its smell."

Feng Yuanchen scooped a piece with a spoon and tasted it, and found that the taste was much better than he imagined.

"Not bad!" Feng Yuanchen appreciated, and then ate all the rest, "It's really good, I think it's delicious, the taste is dense and sweet, and the taste is sweet."

"I said it's delicious!" Sheng Zhiyao smiled triumphantly.

This is one of her favorite fruits in her previous life, especially suitable for baking in the winter or freezing in the refrigerator in the summer, and it feels not much different from eating ice cream.

The only drawback is that durian is a very expensive fruit sold by them, and when she was a child, she was inspired to plant a durian tree in her yard, but now that she thinks about it, it is really naïve.

"You two eat!" Sheng Zhiyao urged.

The two maids glanced at each other and shook their heads: "Miss, you better eat by yourself, we are not hungry."

"This is a desire to go back to Yuchen Palace, right?" Sheng Zhiyao narrowed her eyes.

"No, how dare we!" Merr hurriedly denied it.

"Since you don't dare, hurry up, your palace master has tasted it himself, what else do you want?"

"Yes, yes, let's eat." Mei'er quickly scooped up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it, "Hmm...... It tastes really good." Mei'er commented vaguely. ap.

Zhu'er was full of praise when she saw Mei'er eating it, and she couldn't wait to eat it.

Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao with a smile, this woman really likes coercion and temptation, she can eat it directly, but she has to work hard to come up with all kinds of tricks.

Feng Yuanchen ate satisfied, Sheng Zhiyao

Looking at his appearance, I couldn't help but get closer to him, and reached out to touch the durian residue on the corner of his mouth: "Do you want a cup of coffee?"

"Okay."

"I'm going to make coffee." Sheng Zhiyao smiled and got up to make coffee.

Not long after she left, Mei'er and Zhu'er had already finished eating the durian in the bowl.

"Mei'er took the durian kernels you ate and washed them, and then took them out to dry." Sheng Zhiyao commanded while grinding the coffee beans with his hand.

Mei'er agreed, and cleaned up the durian kernels on the table.

"These are in good condition, you find an open space and plant them, and the others are dried in the sun, and then they can be used for stew."

"Yes."

After Mei'er finished doing this, Sheng Zhiyao's coffee was ready, and the four of them drank coffee and chatted, quite a leisurely and comfortable feeling of being quiet and enjoying their old age.

"Miss, it's noisy outside, someone is beating gongs and drums, and there are many figures moving." Mei'er suddenly pointed out the window in surprise.

Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao glanced at each other, both a little incredulous.

"Let's go, let's see." Sheng Zhiyao stood up and walked out.

Feng Yuanchen hurriedly followed, pulling her sleeve: "You slow down, don't fall."

As soon as the two of them walked to the gate of the courtyard, they saw that the door was crowded with people, and they all looked forward to it.

"What is this doing?" Sheng Zhiyao wondered.

"I don't know."

Sheng Zhiyao wanted to get closer, but when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he was blocked by an invisible barrier, and the figures outside didn't seem to see them, only hearing the lively and noisy sound getting closer and closer.

"Who's doing this happy event, right?" Feng Yuanchen asked curiously.

"I guess so." Sheng Zhiyao shrugged, saying that he was not sure.

"That's what we saw last night, but I thought it was an assassin." Feng Yuanchen suddenly remembered something and added.

"There are no assassins here, this is my space, no one can enter." Sheng Zhiyao explained with a smile.

As Sheng Zhiyao expected, soon the crowd of onlookers dispersed.

"What's going on? And that's the end of it?" Feng Yuanchen frowned and pondered.

"I don't know, whatever! Since we don't bother each other, I'm going to watch TV!" Sheng Zhiyao closed the courtyard door after speaking, ignoring the noisy sounds outside.

Sheng Zhiyao returned to the house and continued to drink coffee and eat delicious food, very happy, and in a particularly comfortable mood.

On the other side, Feng Yuanchen couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head when he saw Sheng Zhiyao looking like he didn't care about himself.

Sheng Zhiyao ate and drank to her heart's content, lay down on the bed, and lazily asked Feng Yuanchen, "When are we going out?" I'm dying of boredom."

"Not today." Feng Yuanchen replied.

"Why not?" Sheng Zhiyao immediately exploded, "Is there anyone still stopping you?"